Winter Snow

The snow, it trickles down from the sky with such ease and grace

Falling down to the earth at its own pace

Alone, one flake is crystal clear

But together the so called white death doth appear

Fun to play in, hell to drive in

Boy, am I glad to be inside at a time like this

Snow everywhere, here and there

Multiple inches to bury the earth in white

In a few days, weeks, months, it'll all be gone

Then the sun will shine, or it'll hide and rain

Either way Spring will come again